This is a song about "Excess inventory"

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, i might just travel west

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

You live life in excess, admit it, you're in it to win it,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, might just move west

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Like checkin' inventory you dont know what's in store

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper